November 17, 1941, 8 a.m., Novosibirsk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the snow, a convoy of three gas cars and a truck appeared at the train station and drove directly into the platform. In the snowstorm, a group of soldiers passed by the car, and it was the soldiers who were about to take the train to the west to fight.

"Very young, good lads." Igor Vasilyevich Kurchakov looked out the window at the troops and said to Major Kryuchokin on the side.

"Yes, all good lads, it should be a unit of recruits from Novosibirsk."

Igor Vasilyevich Kurchakov, the new deputy chief engineer of the "Borodino" project, the first authority on the actual technology of the "Atomic City" (Betuko is the first authority on theory. ）； Major Kryuchokin, deputy head of the core detachment of the garrison unit "Atomic City", major of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"It's time for us to get off, Comrade Academician."

"Major, I'm not an academician yet, please don't call me that, it's better to call me a professor."

"Okay, Comrade Professor." The major did not refute.

In the past few years, the two have met almost every week, but they are almost limited to work, and their personal friendship can only be regarded as "acquaintance", and they can be called names and titles. In Atomic City, there is a very clear line between scientific researchers and the garrison, and this "understanding" is also due to the fact that both of them are at the very core, and they inevitably meet each other in their work: many engineers and professors have no idea what the names of the soldiers and officers who have to check their documents every day and are very familiar to them. On the other hand, they only know their names, and they don't know anything else.

Confidentiality, everything is for confidentiality!

Kurchakov hadn't left Atomic City for a long time, and was living the same life as everyone else in Atomic City, somewhat isolated, even though Atomic City itself was like a city, a heavily guarded and disciplined city.

It had been almost half a year since the outbreak of the war, and he knew this: in order to encourage the enthusiasm of the comrades, Atom City published an internal newspaper every week, which contained news about the course of the war.

Kurchakov turned out to be the director of the second institute, belonging to the core of the high-level, and knew more than ordinary scientific researchers: almost all of them were good news, but he could feel that the front line should be fought very hard. There are many people who think like him, but everyone just doesn't say it, and turns his anxious attitude into a passion for working day and night.

This time he left the Atomic City and went to Moscow to receive a direct order from the high command, and the original candidate was Comrade Betuko, the chief engineer, but he fell ill after the winter, and the body of the old comrade was overwhelmed by the overload of selfless work, and it was finally decided that the deputy chief engineer would go to Moscow to report on the progress of the research of secret weapons.

In the first half of this year, the USSR Academy of Sciences had already admitted Kurchekov as an academician of the Academy of Sciences, but he never had the time or opportunity to accept the certificate and the gold badge. This rare outing gave him the opportunity to "really" win one of the most important titles of Soviet scientists - academician of the USSR Academy of Sciences.

If the Supreme Commander wanted to know the progress of the research on secret weapons, he had to report directly to him by an authoritative person, and Stalin did not need to listen to reports in that official way, which did not allow the mouth of a third party to be borrowed.

The guards opened the door, and Kurchakov got out of the car with his briefcase and straightened his black hat. In his briefcase was the "official material" that he needed to report this time, and there was no technical value at all - everything valuable was in his head. But that's it, this briefcase is still a first-class secret, under the heavy protection of the guards around it!

More than the papers, the professor himself was paramount: he did not allow any contact, both verbal and physical, with anyone other than members of the guard - he was cut off! This is not only to protect this "national treasure" scientist, but also to prevent the leakage of secrets.

Major Kryuchokin and his twenty subordinates were responsible for the professor's absolute safety during the trip, and the major himself was to protect the professor 24 hours a day - not only protection, but also surveillance, and Kurchakov knew this.

It's all worth it for the sake of secrecy.

The climate in Siberia is very changeable in early winter, and for absolute safety, taking a train on the Trans-Siberian Railway is the safest mode of transportation. The railway was now so busy that the garrison had a sleeper car attached to the station behind a train transporting troops, so that the professor could arrive safely in Moscow.

There were troops on the side, and the soldiers took the initiative to give way to this group of heavily armed and highly guarded officers and soldiers - everyone could see that the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in this line were very important, and the way they carried their guns was different, that they were ready to shoot at any time.

Not far away is the train, and the platform next to it is also parked with the military train that is about to depart. Except for one sleeper car, everything else is stuffy tanker.

Familiar music came from the platform, and the soldiers unconsciously slowed down, but Kurchakov and his party did not stop, but quickly entered the carriage.

Even the curtains of the windows were lowered, but the sound was still able to penetrate the cabin and reach inside. Only then will the security personnel and the professors have time to listen to the exciting music.

On the platform, groups of soldiers walked by, and the comrades of the chorus of the Novosibirsk Red Star Song and Dance Troupe were seeing off their comrades with their own music and singing. When the female voice "Katyusha" ended, the singing on the platform paused for a moment, as if suddenly, the majestic chorus sounded again!

The soldiers stopped and saluted the choir, and even the guards in the corridors at both ends of the sleeper carriages unconsciously saluted - not the national anthem, but the rousing "Slavic March"!

The March of the Soldiers of the Tsarist period had been recomposed many years ago, but this time at the parade on Red Square, which celebrated the 24th anniversary of the October Revolution, the melody played by the military band remained the same, but it already had words suitable for the Great Patriotic War.

So exciting, so majestic and unstoppable!

The march continued to play on the platform, and the music resounded in all directions.

The trenches are filled with gunsmoke, and the soldiers are ready to go to the front!

The march accompanies us to conquer the Hermitage and march with us to Berlin!

Russia has already stood up, and the march on the road is passing forward.

As long as the motherland calls for it, we will immediately plunge into the sacred war to defend our beloved homeland.

The wheat waves are rolling in the fields, and the motherland is striding forward, exchanging peaceful labor for a happy life.

As long as the motherland calls, we will immediately plunge into the sacred war to defend our lovely hometown! ……

The singing makes people's blood boil, and like "Holy War", it accompanies the soldiers to move forward!

"The farewell of the Slavic March, the soldiers said goodbye to their relatives and went to the front, if we can develop atomic weapons one day earlier, we can end the war one day earlier!" Kurchekov was frightened by the thought that came to his mind in the carriage - he had an idea in his mind about the possible power of atomic weapons, and if it were used in war, Europe could become a forbidden area for mankind!

But atomic weapons had to be developed, and every effort had to be made! Because if you don't develop it, the fascist and imperialist countries will also develop it, and then it may be your own motherland that will become a forbidden area for mankind!

Kurchekov once again felt a trace of contradiction, but this contradiction was not something he could control, all he could do was to let the Soviets have that terrifying new weapon as soon as possible!

"Slavic March", "Farewell to the Slavic Woman", "Farewell to the Slavic Woman", ..... why other countries have so many different translations of this march, because of its meaning - relatives say goodbye to soldiers, soldiers say goodbye to their relatives, go to the front without hesitation, may never return to their hometown alive, farewell may be goodbye!

This would not only be in Novosibirsk, but all over the Soviet Union, when the soldiers went on the march, comrades often used it to see them off. The Motherland has issued a call, and comrades can plunge into the sacred war to defend their lovely homeland!

Last night, in the Pripyat Swamp, a plane sent from Minsk dropped a liaison officer, along with the medicine that the partisans continued, as well as the latest version of the "Slavic March" record.

Along the entire front, countless newly recorded recordings of the Slavic March were sent to the units to boost their morale! This will be in Lin Jun's office, and the record player will remember the majestic music of this march - one of the lyrics in it is still suggested by Lin Jun, the deputy commander of the Soviet Union - march to Berlin!

"Let everyone know that our goal is to march into Berlin!" Lin Jun told the people around him.

At 8:30 a.m., at the very moment of departure of the military train with sleeper cars in Siberia, Zhukov reported to Lin Jun that the advance of the reserve front had arrived in Stolbutch and, after a fierce battle, had broken through the German defenses!

"The forward armored units of the steppe front have reached the south bank of the big bend on the south side of the Neman River Stolbuch and captured the landing ground set up by the Germans for the attack on Stolbch! Andrey, the iron gate to close the encirclement has been closed! ”

Lin Jun stood up with a "swish" - at this moment, the German Army Group Center was already a trapped beast in a cage!

"Order all broadcasts on the Minsk front, tell the fascists that their retreat has been cut off! If they do not surrender, what awaits them is destruction! ”

"Yes, Deputy Commander!" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )